Perfect Bastard (by Mary D. Sant) novel Chapter 113

ELLIE

I fought to resist, trying to focus on my anger and all the insults, but

it was useless. All I could feel was his scent wrapping around me and

the heat of his large, warm body pressing against mine.

The way he was pulling my hair and grinding against my ass was

driving me crazy.

“Like this… docile and submissive, like a good girl,” he whispered, his

deep, slightly husky voice dripping with desire. “You know this is

where you belong.”

“Fuck off,” I shot back, clinging to the last shred of reason I had left.

“You should be more careful with your words. I can make you regret

every single one of them,” he threatened, his lips brushing against my

ear.

Then he released my hair, pulling the shirt down from my shoulders

and arms, yanking it off from behind. A second later, I felt his cock

slide against my ass, hot and thick, making his threat crystal clear.

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I closed my eyes, feeling my desire grow, becoming urgent.

“What do you think you’re doing?” I questioned, even though my

body was begging him to keep going, desperate to feel him inside me.

“You’re such a depraved bastard.”

The next moment, he thrust into me roughly, making me shudder

with a mix of pain and pleasure.

“Fuck…” I swore.

“Shhh.”

Leaning over me again, he grabbed a fistful of my hair with one hand and, when he reached my limit, he slowly withdrew. “If you want me somewhere else, all you have to do is ask,” he teased, slamming into

me again, hard and fast.

“No,” I murmured, losing my grip on reason.

I could feel every inch of him. His movements quickly became wild, increasingly brutal, while the sound of his deep, raspy moans drove

me insane.

With every thrust, the rising, delicious sensation built inside me,

leaving me desperate for more.

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“Ethan…” I moaned, feeling my body consumed by pleasure.

“Where’s that righteous bitch now?” he growled in my ear, pushing

me further as he buried himself to my limit. “No resistance? No

insults?” He yanked my hair.

But I could barely process his words; they only made me more

aroused and lost.

“Please…”

“Yes… we both know all I need is my cock to tame you,” he said,

pulling my hair harder with a violent thrust.

“Oh my God!” I writhed under him, my skin tingling.

Letting go of my hair, he pressed my head gently into the mattress

while moaning in a way that was deliciously dizzying. My body felt

like it was about to combust.

“Are you listening to me?” he asked, whispering in my ear.

I nodded, dazed.

“I want you to come for me,” he said, sliding a hand under my body.

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Finding my clit, he started circling it slowly with a finger, matching

the rhythm of his thrusts.

My insides began pulsing faster and harder, and I gripped the sheets

tightly, writhing as my entire body tensed. Breathless, I moaned,

burying my face in the sheets. My heart was pounding.

Ethan quickened the pace of his fingers but kept thrusting into me

slowly. I wanted to scream. It was so good it was maddening. I

moaned desperately, feeling my mind unravel.

“Now,” he ordered in a whisper, the sound seeming distant.

Then, as if he had complete control over my body, I shattered.

Pleasure rippled through my skin like a wave of heat, pulsing and

tingling.

I felt my insides clench uncontrollably, and my entire body trembled

and tightened before being overwhelmed by the delicious sensation

of pure ecstasy. I let myself drown in it.

Ethan followed shortly after, exploding with one last slow thrust as

he moaned. I felt his heavy, warm, sweaty body tense before

collapsing on top of me, releasing all his tension inside me as he

pressed his face into my back.

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“Fuck,” he growled, breathless, amidst deep, guttural moans.

I savored the feeling of his body covering mine as my breathing

slowed. We stayed in silence for some time. Then the guilt hit me. I

should never have said those things.

“I love you,” I said. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean any of it.”

His large hand covered mine on the bed.

“Neither did I.”

“No, you’re right.”

“It’s okay.”

“No, I should support you. I’m sorry.”

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“Hey…” He moved off me, lying down on my left side. “Don’t blame

yourself, Believe me, I get it. I know you have reasons to be afraid of

trusting me again. But we’ll make this work.”

I nodded.

“Thank you.”

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“Don’t thank me for that.”

“Why not?” I asked, sitting up and crawling to straddle him. “You’re

so understanding…” I said, leaning forward with my hands on his chest. “So sweet and submissive.” I teased. “Like a good boy.” I laughed. “This is where you belong.”

“Okay, very funny,” he chuckled before sitting up and wrapping his hands around my waist. “The difference is I can make you wet.”

“Sure.” I stood up, laughing. “How about… we both know all I need is

my vagina to tame you.” I couldn’t help but burst into laughter. “God!

That sounds awful!”

He laughed, lying back on the bed with his arms crossed behind his

head.

“Maybe if you replaced vagina with pussy-”

“No!” I interrupted, heading toward the bathroom. “Pervert,” I

muttered,

“I heard that.”

“Good!” I replied before stepping inside.

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When I returned, he wasn’t in the room. Walking to the bed, I picked

up the white shirt, checking to see if it was clean before starting to

put it back on.

“You don’t need that,” he said, entering the room and making me

turn toward him.

He was carrying a bottle of wine in one hand and two glasses in the

other, wearing the red hat again. It made me smile.

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